Recently someone remarked that I have very patient kids in order to run so many miles with them. I had to laugh a little. Patient and my children are not two things that I ever think of together. Maybe their lack of patience comes…ahem…ahem…from their mom….
You may wonder then how on earth I can get all three of them to co-operate for many, many stroller runs. [a total of 26+ miles last week alone were stroller runs].
I always ask my kids if they want to go running.
This may sound ridiculous that I give them a choice, but I do not want them to hate stroller running, or hate me for making them go stroller running. There are days they say no. I then try to explain to them how much mommy loves to run and how fun it will be, sometimes this is enough to get them to go, other days it is not. On those days I do not take them running. I either take a day off from running, or try to squeeze it in at night when my husband is home.
I bribe them.
Want to go the park? Okay well mommy will take you to the park but the only way to get to the park is for us to get in the running stroller, run 6 miles and then we arrive. They do not have to know that the park is actually less than 1/2 a mile from our house and that I am taking the VERY long route to get there.
I talk to them.
We sing songs, work on the alphabet, tell stories and more. Our runs are not silent. They are my running buddies and I talk to them as if I had an adult running next to me. We look for flowers and remark on beautiful trees. We chase down butterflies and smile when we see dragonflies.
On this same note I do not EVER EVER EVER listen to music when I am pushing them. The safety of my children is my utmost priority. When you are listening to music, even if it is low, you have the tendency to get into a zone, or worse not react as fast when you hear something. I do not want to be in a zone when I am with them. I want to be present in the moment, paying attention to them and anything that might happen along our run.
As you can imagine a double or triple stroller is wide, too wide for a sidewalk. I run on the very edge of the widest streets I can find, so I must always be aware of my surroundings. [my single stroller will fit on a sidewalk but I do not run on sidewalks EVER - concrete is terrible for your body]
I run prepared.
Each of them brings a bottle of water, just like mommy does. We pack plenty of snack options as well, often eating breakfast on the run to keep occupied.
We play games.
I spy with my eagle eye something that begins with G.
When Chloe and Miles see a runner or walker up ahead they say ‘mommy catch them’ – sometimes it takes a minute, other times if they are running, we can spend a long time trying to catch them. Those runs are speed work!
Once all other options have been exhausted I give them little lollipops as treats. Usually by the end of two or three mini lollipops I am finished with the run. My kids know they do not get these unless we are running!
They have been running since they were conceived. Literally.
I ran all 9 months of pregnancy with all three of my kids. I have an infant car seat adaptor for my single and double BOB and started running with all of them right after they were born. They love running because they do not know life without running.
Yesterday as we started our run I told them today mommy would run shorter than the 7 miles we had run on Monday. Chloe yelled back – WHY Mommy? We love seeing the world! Right Miles – you like seeing the world? We love feeling the wind.
Yeah mommy we love the wind….remarked Miles.
Colton was napping so I attempted to break my 9 mile triple stroller PR.